I was rummaging through Christmas decorations in my parents' attic and I came across my letters to Santa. As I sifted through them, there was one in particular that caught my attention. It wasn't the typical letter to Santa asking for toys; it was a letter that I left for him one Christmas Eve on a cookie platter.

Dear Santa,

I hope you got my letter about the toys. I have ben very good this year. I have done nothing bad. I didn't even teese my sister for the longest time. Did you know that? I have herd that you know that kind of stuff.

I know your up in the sky right now with the raindeers and the toys. I hope your sleigh has a cool car and He-Man. He's the master of the universe and he needs a cool car to ride over jumps.

Also, we baked you cookies. Their chocolate chip. I ate three. Mom ate one and a half. I made sure their were some left for you.

I want to stay up to see you and the raindeers but I have to go to bed. Mom says you will pass our house by if I am awake. So I'm going to bed.

P.S. I left carots for the raindeers to help them see.

Merry Christmas,

Jimmy

It was fascinating to see what was going through my mind as a kid. I'm pretty sure I know why I offered up those carrots. My parents always said that you'll never see a rabbit with glasses because carrots give them perfect vision -- and if it worked for rabbits, then it must work for reindeer, too.

Also, I remembered putting He-Man on top of my orange car, pushing it around the tree and launching it over piles of wrapping paper. That was such a great Christmas, and as I sat there reading the letter, the excitement of it all came whirling back.

How about you? Do you still have any of your letters to Santa? What did you ask for?